i have updated my webbed site. complete overhaul.
give it a look or two. sign my guest book. etc etc.
another update!
not too big but still notable. changed some colours, working on making it look better and feel less empty.
if anyone has some advice or tips or suggestions pls lmk!!!
also i would be happy to link other neocities users if you link me back :)
I adore that we’ve censored the word “sexual” on Twitter User @FAGGOTMOUTH’s tweet.
god remember when there were no ads AND you could post dick on here. take me back i’ll be grateful this time
im so glad its easily possible for me to report transphobic anons on the “queerest website” 🥰🥰🥰
yo @staff @wip @cyle maybe look at the notes of this post and come to the conclusion that the hate speech report flow is broken and then like, fix that, would be pretty cool and help with your cool and trustworthy commitment to keeping this site safe for queer people that you made the other time you oooh ooopsie accidentally just kept suspending trans people and marking their posts as mature
Heisenberg’s factory. Resident Evil Village.
Oil painting on canvas ✨.
babe i really can’t talk right now i’m in the middle of pacing around the house while listening to music
youre soo cool!! :33 *sinks my teeth into you and doesnt let go*
I got on the counter 3 times
People always gloss over how mentally damaging it can be to work in retail. I fucking hate that whenever I say “I could never work in retail again” someone has to reply “You snowflake millennials can’t take a starter job because you have to INTERACT with other people” No. Fuck you. I’ve worked as a planetarium host. I’ve worked as a public speaker. I’ve worked as a tutor and as a student teacher. I can work with people. I can work with crowds. Retail was fucking different. Retail was being treated as a subhuman. Retail was being treated so poorly that you have anxiety attacks before work. Having to work retail was a factor in my last suicide attempt. If I hear you say one fucking word about retail workers playing the victim I will personally break every bone in your body. Fuck You.
The holidays are coming up. Retail workers are going to be spiraling into a nightmare beyond human comprehension. If you’ve worked retail, you know this. If you haven’t, be aware of it. Please be kind to every retail worker you come across. Please be patient and understanding. It is misery out there.
Amazon’s bestselling “bitter lemon” energy drink was bottled delivery driver piss
Today (Oct 20), I’m in Charleston, WV at Charleston’s Taylor Books from 12h-14h.
For a brief time this year, the bestselling “bitter lemon drink” on Amazon was “Release Energy,” which consisted of the harvested urine of Amazon delivery drivers, rebottled for sale by Catfish UK prankster Oobah Butler in a stunt for a new Channel 4 doc, “The Great Amazon Heist”:
https://www.channel4.com/programmes/the-great-amazon-heist
Collecting driver piss is surprisingly easy. Amazon, you see, puts its drivers on a quota that makes it impossible for them to drive safely, park conscientiously, or, indeed, fulfill their basic human biological needs. Amazon has long waged war on its employees’ kidneys, marking down warehouse workers for “time off task” when they visit the toilets.
As tales of drivers pissing – and shitting! – in their vans multiplied, Amazon took decisive action. The company enacted a strict zero tolerance policy for drivers returning to the depot with bottles of piss in their vans.
That’s where Butler comes in: the road leading to Amazon delivery depots is lined with bottles of piss thrown out of delivery vans by drivers who don’t want to lose their jobs, which made harvesting the raw material for “Release Energy” a straightforward matter.
Butler was worried that he wouldn’t be able to list his product on Amazon because he didn’t have the requisite “food and drinks licensing” certificates, so he listed his drink in Amazon’s refillable pump dispenser category. But Amazon’s systems detected the mismatch and automatically shifted the product into the drinks section.
Butler enlisted some confederates to place orders for his drink, and it quickly rocketed to the top of Amazon’s listings for the category, which led to Amazon’s recommendation engine pushing the item on people who weren’t in on the gag. When these orders came in, Butler pulled the plug, but not before an Amazon rep telephoned him to pitch him turning packaging, shipping and fulfillment over to Amazon:
https://www.wired.com/story/amazon-let-its-drivers-urine-be-sold-as-an-energy-drink/
you ever in the middle of writing some tags and you just go. you know what. no one gives a fuck. and then u delete and carry on with ur day